Sometimes I wish you didn't do what you did

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Date 9=30=99

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I'm at some kind of event.

R:(Why am I walking away?)

I turn and saw Crystal and Angelina talking. Crystal is looking at me. Smiling at me. 

R:(this is my chance)

I make my way to them.

R:(And I'm taking it )

I grab Angelina's arm. She looks at me,I don't look at her.

R:On second thought. 

I put a hand behind Crystals head,pulled her to me. Meeting her half way with my lips. 

This is how it's supposed to be. My lips on hers. Fuck marrying my kidnappers killer,fuck Angelina, fuck marrying undertaker and fuck marrying emma. Crystal is the only one for me. They're just replacements.  They could NEVER take her place in my heart.  Now i won't cry from anything BUT happiness.

I hear a faint voice calling me. 

Marissa. Sweetie, wake up. It's time to go.

I groan and turn.

Crystal? 

Yeah,who else? 

What time is it? 

1:17pm 

I groan again.

Come on sleeping beauty. Let's go.

Go where? 

You promised  to read to a class. 

No, I hate reading.

You're just saying that because you're tired. Get up.

No! 

I whine and pull the blanket over my head. She pulls it off.

If you get up I'll give you something.

What?

She whispers in my ear. I sit up quick. 

Really? 

Later. You haven't earned anything yet.

I pout 

Tease. 

Sometimes but at least I deliver. Now come on. Get dressed.  I don't wanna be late.

And I don't wanna go.

Not even for me?

Don't.

Please? 

 Don't do that.

For me? Please? 

Fine. 

Let's go. 

I'm coming. I'm coming. Keep pants on.

L: Marissa wake up.Please

I open my eyes and see strangers smile looking relieved.

R: What happened?

L: You hit your head when you fell.

A EMT said

I sit up, hand on head.

R:That explains why my head hurts.

I look up and see a masked man i've never met before

R: ? point to him

R:[why does he care?Who-]

I point to him

R:  are you?

.Emt: You don't know who he is?

I scoff.

R: Am I supposed to? 

Everyone expression changed completely. My cell rings. "Princess," the screen says. I smirk.

R: Hey babe

I get up and walk from the weirdos.

R: Yeah.I'm on my way.

I can feel them watching me, but of course, i ignore them.

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